Coffee Cup Series C

A Recipe:


My coffee cup gift from my one and only very devoted granddaughter!

I like to experiment with my coffee mixes and recipes, other than adding the needed cream and sugar, of course! And, naturally, I always drink caffeinated. After all, what is the point to drinking non-caffeinated coffee? Maybe health nuts would disagree that there isn’t one.

The coffee recipe I share, here, resulted when I tried a little mint flavor to go with cinnamon. Sprinkling cinnamon on top of my readied cream and sugar was recommended to me long ago by… well, never mind that part !

Because I have a breathing disorder, I many times pop a peppermint onto my tongue and breath in its throat-opening fumes as I go about my business. It gives off a wonderful fresh air appeal.

One morning, I plopped a peppermint into my already prepared coffee cup. Why not? I later discovered a red peppermint allows a little different flavor to the coffee than a green peppermint offers. A mint melts away quickly in the first pour of water from a steaming tea kettle.

I added the cinnamon sprinkle, as well. Voila! A nice little boost to my morning ensued!

And, as a little bonus, coffee breath is remarkably reduced after the drink is consumed. Enjoy!


*** Credit:
Photo from the personal and copyrighted collection of Barbara Anne Helberg

Coffee Cup Series B

… The behinder I get…


but I simply will persevere with humor!

As a young person trying to find adulthood, I was greatly influenced by the man who took care of our family — eight children and Mother — and who had a quick, stalwart, and calm smile no matter the circumstances in which he found himself. That man was my Dad, whom we lost in 2011. (Mother passed away in 2015.)

My Mother had many challenges in raising eight children, six of whom are younger than I. From her, I learned perseverance, also, and an appreciation for poetry and writing.

What did Dad offer his eight children? He was there, so he showed steadiness. He love us unconditionally, and bragged that he had one of everything — a musician, a singer, a writer of fiction, a journalist, a mechanic, a farmer, an engineer, and beloved house-wife. So he was a good and loving, proud papa.

But it was his sense of humor, and his constant suggestion, through dialogue and example, that it’s a good idea to possess humor in one’s makeup. Humor, he insisted, was the main ingredient that will get one through life’s bumps — which would be many — without to many sustained bruises. Although he also demonstrated that faith was important, he chose to mainly pass along to us the idea of humor’s power.

Was he ever right! Thanks, Dad! I’m game for all the humor I can experience!

Here’s a cup to you, Dad, with heart-felt acknowledgement of your valuable life lessons and, of course, with much good humor (turtle-fashion!)


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Coffee Cup Series A


A sense of humor, of course, became a family thing because of my Dad’s marvelous way of putting a light-hearted take on serious situations.

Our family get-togethers were ripe with humor and hearty laughter, and several of my five brothers were especially adept at telling stories and jokes.

This pictured coffee cup was a birthday gift from my son and his wife, who actually picked it out just for me. They understand that writing is my way of life!


*** Credit:
Photo from the personal and copyrighted collection of Barbara Anne Helberg